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Chapter 238 Siege (Update)

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    Dongfang Jing stood in the pavilion in front of Songfeng Pavilion, which was dozens of feet wide. He glanced at Huang Tengsong, who was sealed by the sea of ??qi and bound by ropes at his feet. He chuckled and said, "Your family is quite big.  I¡¯m afraid I¡¯ve reaped a lot of benefits in two years.¡±

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????It is really not difficult for monks with cultivation, especially those with middle-to-high-level cultivation, once they are freed from the shackles of Taoism, if they want to buy property and make a fortune.

    Huang Tengsong took off the shackles from his neck and felt much more comfortable than before, but at this moment his heart was filled with despair. He looked blankly at the door of Songfeng Pavilion, as if he had not heard Dongfang Jing's teasing.

    Next to Dongfang Jing was Pei Zhongze. He had already held the bamboo pole in his hand, and the yin-yang bronze mirror was ready to be used at any time. He stared at the closed door opposite without blinking, and squeezed it slightly in his hand.  Sweat.  After all, he was about to face a monk of the great mage level, so he couldn't help but calm down.  However, he was not afraid, but rather a little excited. During the days when he and Zhao Ran were fleeing in the Xia Kingdom, the two of them had teamed up to fight against a large group of Buddhist monks. They were not afraid at that time, so how could they be afraid now?  What he was excited about was that this was his first shot since Huang Guan was firmly established, and he didn't know how far his cultivation would improve.

    Rich Master Shen and Rong Niang stood on the left and right, ten feet away.  Rich Man Shen took out another chicken leg and kept chewing it, wondering if he was reincarnated as a starved ghost in his previous life; Rong Niang leaned against a green pine tree, with a string of crystal-clear bracelets spinning around on her fingertips.  Like a butterfly.

    ??Above the green pine, with a crown of flowers like a cover, where the needles are densest, Zhao Ran was hiding among them. The magnetic mother's golden fetal bowl had long been transformed into a golden shield, protecting him in front of him.  According to Dongfang Jing's arrangement, Zhao Ran was responsible for setting up and controlling the formation this time, and his safety was guaranteed by Rong Niang.  Rong Niang was only eighteen years old, and she was only at the level of a Taoist priest. But for some reason, Zhao Ran couldn't help but feel a sense of security when he looked at the smiling and charming little girl under the tree.

    "Well, he is a genius, but he is a loser, so there is no shame in the level difference, and there is no shame in being dependent - Zhao Ran comforted himself.

    Looking at Rong Niang, Zhao Ran thought of Zhou Yumo.  Zhao Ran has been in this world for more than four years, but to be honest, among the women he has met, there are not many that match his aesthetics, only four in total.  Not to mention the shrewd Zhu Qigu and the charming Hu Chunniang, the Rong Niang and Zhou Yumo in front of her are very similar in temperament and appearance. The difference is that Zhou Yumo is more dignified, while Rong Niang is more cheerful.

    It can¡¯t be said that Rong Niang is not good, but Zhao Ran always recalled the graceful and luxurious woman at the Bijia Mountain Gathering, and the letters surrounded by light fragrance.  In Huayun Pavilion for more than a month, Zhao Ran never had the chance to meet Zhou Yumo, who was in seclusion. Even now, there has been no communication for more than two years. I wonder if she will still remember him?

    Zhao Ran also understood that he and Zhou Yumo were probably getting farther and farther apart, and the idea of ??practicing together had never occurred to him in the first place, but why did he feel a little confused in his heart?  It's like I missed something

    While I was thinking wildly, the door of Songfeng Pavilion slowly opened with a creak, and an old Taoist slowly crossed the threshold and came to the foot of the steps.

    Huang Tengsong struggled twice and called out "Master", with tears streaming down his face.

    The old Taoist was Zuo Yunfeng. He smiled and said to Huang Tengsong: "Idiot, life and death, survival, poverty, virtuous and dishonorable, reputation and reputation are the changes of things and the fate of fate. Knowing that there is nothing you can do about it and being at peace with it is like fate. Virtue is  So why are you crying?"

    Huang Tengsong choked with sobs, said "yes" and put away his sorrow.

    Dongfang Jing stared at the old Taoist for a moment, then suddenly said: "Master Zuo, it seems that your time is running out?"

    Zuo Yunfeng smiled and nodded: "Yes, the old Taoist has been looking forward to it for a few monthsbut he is just missing the mark, and he is a little unwilling. If he can extend his life for a year and a half, he may be able to break through the barrier and add more longevity.  Therefore, my disciple is concerned about the fate of the old Taoist, wants to change his fate, and wants to help the old Taoist to take a step forward The old Taoist also knows that this is inappropriate, but in the end he can't get past this level, and wants to look up and see what's over there.  What kind of scenery is this" After sighing for a moment, he took out a brocade box from his Taoist robe, placed it on the steps, and said respectfully to the east: "Today has come to an end, what's the use of talking more, it's just an old Taoist talking  The dragon's head orchid herb is in the box. If you are better than the old Taoist, you can take it away. The old Taoist master and disciple can do whatever they want. If the old Taoist wins by luck, you can also take it away, but please let the apprentice go."

    After saying that, Zuo Yunfeng took two steps forward and looked at Dongfang Jing: "Dongfang, do you think it's okay?"

    Dongfang bowed his head in respect, picked up the Huang Teng pine, threw it up the steps, and landed right next to the box, saying: "Master Zuo, I should have called you Master Zuo, uncle, but your master and apprentice have already left the mountain, so no matter the seniority, today  If you dare to attack Master Zuo, please don¡¯t blame Master Zuo!"

    Dongfang Jingpiao then stepped back a foot, turned his hands, rolled his sleeves, and a whirlwind swept towards Zuo Yunfeng.??.

    Zuo Yunfeng twisted his fingers with his right hand and instantly turned the whirlwind into nothingness.

    Dongfang Jing took another three steps back, whispered the truth in his throat, stepped on the Nine Palaces, and in the blink of an eye turned into a tall red scarf warrior. He stepped heavily on the ground with his left foot. With him as the center, the ground of the entire hall suddenly cracked.  Come, cracks extend towards Zuo Yunfeng.

    Zhao Ran could see clearly from the tree and felt a chill in his heart.  He once saw two martial uncles, Dazhuo and Xiaozhuo, fighting in martial arts. Uncle Dazhuo's special skill was the power of the strongman to cast spells. He could ask a yellow scarf strongman to get on top and possess the strength of nine bulls and two tigers, and he could easily defeat the raccoon.  The rat spirit suppressed it.  The Dongfang Jing in front of him is younger than Uncle Dazhuo, but he has already entered the realm of mage. He has even mastered the magic spell to the second level. He directly invited the red scarf warrior, which is already the power of dragon elephant.  Compared to Uncle Da Zhuo's Yellow Turban Warrior, its power was several times greater.

    Zuo Yunfeng¡¯s legs were firmly planted on the ground, and the inner circles of his knees did not exert any force. The cracks that extended past stopped at his feet.  Then he waved his left hand lightly, and a talisman rose above his head. Flames like a screen came down from top to bottom, forming a barrier to resist the rushing red scarf warrior.

    The fifth-level talisman, the flaming Xuanmen Jingyang talisman, is launched, and the red-turbaned warrior transformed by Dongfang Jing cannot advance even an inch!

    Zhao Ran seized the opportunity and threw out six jade jewels, hitting the six key points that he had predicted before. The Moon Ming Fantasy Array was deployed instantly, covering Zuo Yunfeng, Dongfang Jing and Pei Zhongze.

    Zuo Yunfeng's eyes suddenly turned dark, and he heard crisp chirping sounds, and at some point a waning moon appeared in the horizon.  He chuckled lightly, and without hesitation, he pointed his finger upwards, slashing through Zangyue with an invisible sharp blade.

    Even before the air blade struck Canyue, Zhao Ran could already feel the sharpness and knew that the center of his formation would never be able to withstand the attack of the air blade.  In shock, he frantically mobilized the energy of the surrounding heaven and earth into the formation, turning into thick dark clouds, quickly covering the waning moon.

    Pei Zhongze saw the opportunity, and the bamboo stick flashed three feet of sword light, passing through the wall of fire transformed by the Jingyang Talisman of the Blazing Xuanmen, and stabbed Zuo Yunfeng between the eyebrows.

    Zuo Yunfeng's eyebrows lit up, and a beam of brilliance spurted out, turning into a transparent light mirror half a person's height. It was the condensation of the Qing Xuan Gong he had cultivated throughout his life.

    The light of the bamboo stick and sword pierced the light mirror, and the thorns sounded like gold and iron. No matter how much power Pei Zhongze poured into him, he could not move forward.  However, this stab distracted Zuo Yunfeng, and the air blade dissipated out of thin air, solving Zhao Ran's urgent need.

    Several fireworks talismans suddenly floated out of the darkness, and at the same time a string of money darts hit Zuo Yunfeng's back, but it was Zhao Ran who tried to sneak up on him.

    Zuo Yunfeng sneered: "What can a mere low-level magic array do to me?" The Qingxuan Light Mirror in front of him suddenly extended backwards, tightly protecting him in the center. The fireworks talisman and the money dart returned in vain.

    Zuo Yunfeng said again: "The two little guys next to you, come together!"

    Rich Master Shen finished chewing the chicken legs, laughed, and entered the formation. A huge gold ingot flew out from behind his neck and hit Zuo Yunfeng on the head.

    Zuo Yunfeng shook his hand and threw out a jade Ruyi, facing the gold ingot, the gold and jade intersected, and the fire was radiating.

    Zuo Yunfeng praised, "What a treasure!" He recited the magic formula softly, and Yu Ruyi circled the gold ingot to pierce it, taking the path of the flying sword.  If someone else were to catch him by surprise, he would probably suffer a big loss.  Fortunately, Dongfang Jing had warned him before, and Rich Man Shen did not panic. He responded to the enemy according to the method he had thought about before. For a while, Jin Ding and Yu Ruyi were fighting inextricably.

    Rong Niang glanced at Zhao Ran on the tree. Zhao Ran made a gesture. Rong Niang nodded and stepped into the formation.

    Zuo Yunfeng glanced at Rong Niang and snorted coldly: "Little Taoist priest, I'm here to die too!" With a flick of his finger, an air blade rolled towards Rong Niang.

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